POV: JD Just Walked In The Room

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@somerandomdudelmao... I don't know what to say about this part... Song : Unfair [edit audio] || by HMDream

what do you think about the fan HC idea of Kismet being Branch's Foster Siblings from when he was a kid?

some fans came up with the idea of Kismet having been like Branch's foster siblings following Grandma's death and while I've always thought it wouldn't mesh well with his established backstory.

thinking about it more it could potentially work like I know its not super likely to be made cannon but bare with me lol it could be the first few years following the escape when he was too young to venture on his own Branch was in a home with other displaced kids thanks to Trollstice hence how he met the kismet members.

however maybe when they started their little bad obviously Branch wouldn't join at that point in his life and after a few years when he was a teenager and could live by himself that's when he went to build the bunker by himself in the woods.

and kismet kinda had to give him space eventually given how reclusive he became like when he was in the home he wasn't super social but he deffo got worse over the years I'd imagine. so they went off from the village touring and after the first movie Branch reconnected with them and finally agreed to join the band albeit on the downlow so Poppy didn't know.

so this way he'd have met them as children like a lot of fans wanted but it won't contradict his backstory of refusing to sing back then

and technically it wouldn't contradict Branch's words to his bros in TBT given it could very well still be the case that the kids weren't looked after properly and were mostly left to their own devices given most Pop Trolls just want to have fun.

idk its convoluted for sure lol but personally I like the fan HC of Kismet being like Branch's surrogate Bros and the idea of Branch having been through the Trolls equivalent of the care system gaining hardened overprotective foster siblings that his bio brothers would eventually meet I feel is super cute and interesting to think about.

like imagine an episode of a third tv show that was just foster siblings Kismet visiting Branch but for the first time ever Brozone is there as well and things are very awkward between the two sets of siblings.

with Kismet making passive aggressive Remarks at Bro zone every chance they get and asking Branch about his special interests being smug and Rubbing it in B zone's face how much better they know Branch than they do. tho ironically when it comes to actually listenening to Branch talk about his interests or actually doing them with him both sets of siblings are equally bored out of their minds but try to hide it in front of Branch 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 and threatening to beat Bro zone up if they ever hurt Branch's feelings again.

while pretending to be polite and get along in front of Branch but in the end Branch does Realise the Tension that's been going on between them.

and it turns out Kismet were actually worried that they may be pushed out of their Dorky anti social little foster Bros life now that his "" real family "" have finally come back.

and maybe Bro zone are actually the ones to Reassure them that they don't want that given they appreciate that Branch clearly cares about them a lot.

and the two sets of siblings do call a truce for Branch's sake.

eh I know its not super likely but well they already added 4 never before mentioned siblings into the mix and Branch still has a lot of Grey area in his backstory.

all I'm saying is Branch having overprotective foster siblings is adorable as hell imo and it could technically work in cannon so why not? haha 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

besides Dreamworks ya could do with giving him some posotive additions to his backstory for a change as opposed to just more sad angst.

Oml

Valentine’s Day Text Series - Finish the Heart!

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Everyone gets some love, except Lance lol

I’M A DAY LATE BUT HEY, BETTER LATE THAN NEVER YEAH??? (> 3<)’’’

Have I ever mentioned how much I love Lance and Keith’s love/hate relationship? because it gives me freaking LIFE lol

Part 1 of #MeetingWithThePastAU

Part 2 of #MeetingWithThePastAU

You can only reblog this today.

“I wish I could, my prince.”

mMMMMMhhhhh so half garla Keith x altean Lance bc yes,, and maybe this will turn out in an au????? *wink wonk*

also huge galra Keith is my jam illdefinitelydrawmore

I think I’m dead now….😂😂😂💕💕💕

https://youtu.be/3N4yIDfN-M8 2:11 I love his song…..So cute….💕

Peter and the Bikers

So, I got this idea a long time ago & wrote this a long time ago. It hasn’t been beta read and I haven’t edited it since I first wrote it, so it probably sucks (sorry) but I wanted to get it published cause idk it’s a good prompt. I told an old friend( @keep-a-bucket-full-of-stars )about this prompt when I first thought of it. It’s kind bcause of her I even got into this fandom a long time ago, so thank you.

Anyway enjoy & sorry it sucks. I promise future fics will be better.

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As Peter ran down the alley street he could still hear the pounding feet of the men that attacked him running behind him, with his advanced senses the steps sounded like drums directly beside his head. The pounding didn’t help the milled concussion as it amplified the sounds and beating of his own heart.

Everything aches horribly and he had several cuts and lacerations all over his body that leaked blood and stung so bad they brought tears to the twelve year olds eyes. His clothing was ripped and soaked through in blood. The second the blonde man pulled out a switch blade Peter knew he was screwed.

So very, very screwed.

As Peter rounded the corner he was more focused on the men chasing him then the motorcycles in front of him; and before he knew it, he was running right into one of them and sending it, and himself, crashing to the concrete.

The impact from the fall only added more pain to Peter small form, forcing a sob out of the boy as he clambered back to his feet. Apologies spilling from his mouth as he stared wide eyed and terrified up at the large group of men in front of him.

“ I’m so sorry, oh my god please, I’m so sorry don’t, don’t hurt me please.” The twelve year old took several steps away from the bikers and their, now scratched up, motorcycles. “I-I can fix them, I promise I’ll fix them just-just don’t~”

Whatever was gonna come out of his mouth next stopped in it’s track as shouts came from behind him and he tilted his head back to look and felt his heart sink.

The blonde man and his two goons were standing there, expressions that of someone who just won a million dollars. They held their knives out front, some still dripping with blood,

Peter’s blood.

“O-oh man.” Peter mumbled glancing at the bikers then back to the muggers, more tears slipping out as he realized the situation he was in. It was days like today he wished he had the watch his father made him so that he was always connect to F.R.I.D.A.Y.

The blonde grinned as he stepped forward, and peter took a step back, whimpering slightly.

“ Come ‘er Kid, your daddy’s gonna pay a nice price to get you back alive. “ He sneered, his goons snickering behind him.

“ I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Peter replied shakily, starting to walk backwards. It was immediate to deny all relation to his dad in situations like this. Sometimes it worked and sometimes it didn’t.

The man chuckled as peter bumped into something hard, and defiantly living, behind him.

The chest behind him vibrated as the biker growled and Peter felt like he had just died. There was no way he was getting out of this one without getting anymore injuries, and no one even knew anything was wrong so he was on his own.

Closing his eyes tight, Peter braced himself.

What he heard made him flinch, the sound of fist on skin and a surprised shout had the boy jumping back, eyes snapping open.

The biker he had originally bumped into was holding the blonde man by the collar of his shirt and was punching him in the face, over and over and over and~

Something was placed over his eyes, and it took him a moment too long to realize it wasn’t something but someone. Reaching up, Peter’s hands wrapped around the wrist and held tight, neither pulling it away nor keeping it there.

Peter let out a small sob, shoulders shaking as the cries of the blonde man choked off and a deep voice rumbled;

“ If I ever see you, or your little friends, around here again. I’ll kill ya. Now get.” Feet running away is all peter heard before the hands covering his eyes were gone.

He caught sight of the three men turning down an alley before disappearing from sight.

“Are you alright?” The voice made him jump, he looked up to see the biker that had punched the blond guy. He stuttered for a moment;

“ Y-Yeah, yeah I’m okay. T-Thank you, for-for scaring them off and, uh, I’m really really really sorry about your motorcycles.

I didn’t mean to run into them, I swear! I really didn’t , but I can fix them! I know how! Or I could buy you new ones if you wanted, or~” the biker guy that peter was just gonna start calling red beard, because he had a big red beard that went down to the center of his chest; cut him off with a loud, booming, laugh.

“ Calm down kid, I don’t care about the bikes. Well, I do, but It wasn’t your fault.” He stated, and peter sighed.

He was sure that red beard and his friends would be furious about their bikes, he knows he would be if he had motorcycles that looked like those, and he was sure they would show their anger in kicks and punches.

Overwhelmed with relief, peter slumped to the ground and let out a light chuckle.

“ I thought that was the end of me.” He stated, small laughs mixing with sobs as the adrenaline left him in a heap on the ground. Unwanted tears slid across his cheeks even as he tried to rub them away.

A heaven hand landed on his should and he looked up.

“ Come on kid, we’ll take ya home.” It was a girl this time, but she wasn’t like any girl he’d ever seen. She was big, not fat, but muscular and she wore a black jacket and pants to match. Her hair was long and blonde, braided and draped over her shoulder. There was no denying she was beautiful, different than how his mom was beautiful, but still beautiful.

“I-it’s okay, you don’t have to. I can make it back on my own.” Peter stumbles, cheeks growing warm. He was only twelve, he didn’t talk to girls much; except MJ and Shuri, but they didn’t count. The girl smiles,

“Well let’s just say we want to, okay? To make sure you get there safely. Who knows, those guys may come back.” Red beard huffs,

“Yeah right, not after the scarin’ I just gave em.”

Despite himself, Peter giggles. He may suck as defending himself, but he has a Grey judge of character and he really liked red beard.

“ Okay, I can show you the way and when we get there I can fix you’re bikes!” He says, getting more and more excited. A few bikes laugh, either at his enthusiasm or the fact they think a twelve year old can fix a motorcycle.

~~Time Skip~~

Red beard decided to leave the bikes behind for now, deciding instead to lift Peter up onto his shoulders and walk seeing as the tower wasn’t far from where they were. Peter thought this way was more fun anyway, he could see everything up here!

When the front doors of the tower came into view Peter could see a couple figure standing there, all of which he recognized instantly.

“Daddy!” He called, smile bright.

Said man turned and Peter swore if he didn’t know any better he’d say his daddy died right there. His skin got so pale and his face dropped into a position Peter had never seen before. It was funny.

“Pete!” Tony cried, Pepper echoing his words; before he bolted to the giant man, surrounded by other giant men (and women), carrying his son on his shoulders.

Peter wiggled around, trying to get down, before red beard grabbed him under the arms and helped. When his feet touch the ground Peter skips to his dad and starts rambling,

“ Dad you’re never gonna believe what happened! I was walking home and the guys corners me in the ally but I got away! But he hit me a couple times, it hurt. But then when I was running I accidentally bumped into their motorcycles” he points behind him,” and knocked them over, but instead of beating me up they chased those guys off and walked me home! I scratched their motorcycles though, but I said I’d fix them! They are really nice and funny! Red beard is really funny and the blonde lady, her name is Annie, is really nice! I like them a lot daddy.” Taking a deep breathe, Peter ends his tale.

Tony stands dumbfounded, his mouth opened wide in shock and eyes wide. It takes longer than it should for Peters story to sink in and words to come back. He kneels down and tugs Peter into his arms, tugging the kid close.

“ Pete... I don’t even know what to say. For one I’m so glad you’re okay, this is why I tell you to always keep you’re watch on you.” Tony slowly lets go and stand back up, looking at the group of people in front of him and letting Pepper drag Peter into a hug.

“ Thank you, so much, for saving my boy.” He breathes, before pulling out his phone, “name a price and it’s yours, along with whatever motorcycles you want, or repairs. It’s on me.” Red beard smiles and peter cheers.

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